art

Painting was always my first love. I have wandered about sculpture and installations but I still get a thrill about thinking about huge canvases and rough underpainting that shines through the finished surface. Large rooms and expensive paint make indulgence worthwhile. At sometime the drive to paint subsided and was given up to a drive to express, I never distinguished between the two. It was a hang-up to start with but working through it I understand now and the feeling never goes away. I have to create - whatever it is. This is a very freeing feeling and I have looked for it for a long time. My emotions are more seamless now and I no longer feel the need to compartmentalise them, they just run into each other and are used whenever and where ever they are needed.

If you need something painting, especially huge things with endless budgets and a twist or two, drop me a line. line

This is my art

There will soon be a load of my pictures here as soon as I can be arsed to drag them here. Many are quite old but they are still relevant to me. I painted in my adolescence when many of my friends were getting laid. The painting engulfed me and I did not resume normal service untill I was painted out and I had to make some money. I did feel kind of uneasy about not painting. Although I was creating other things like graphic artwork and money they seemed to be too practical to make any sense. Make sense?

So untill I post something this really isn't my art



 © Phil Ironside